When I was growing up in old Somerset (1942-1964), there were probably about two hundred people or so there. We had a school (grades 1-12), a post office, two churches, a couple grocery stores (most of the time), a hardware store, and a couple filling stations/garages. For a while we also had a restaurant, and sometimes the groceries had soda fountains that were kind of snack bars. Of course, in the late 1800s, the town was bigger, with more businesses and even some small industries. I don't have any original photos that really show the town, although there are some in publications I have (school yearbooks, church "memory" books that came out around the time the dam was built, etc.). I mostly just have my memories. There were two main streets, lined with huge trees that made a sort of tunnel across the street in places. Everyone knew just about everyone else. It was a good, safe place to grow up. I was in college when the dam was built, and it never occurred to me to take pictures of it all, that someday I would want them. It's like those old antiques that we remember from when we were kids that we never thought to save.